And I don't have a planner. Well, at least not one that I follow.
I don't know what's gonna be for dinner this week.
I don't know what curriculum I'll be using this year.
I don't know how I'm gonna pay for it when I decide what it is.
I don't know what I'm gonna wear tomorrow.
And to all you ladies out there who have a plan...
More power to ya.
Because every time I make one,
It gets all jacked up.
And then I get jacked up.
And that is bad.
Very bad.
Very bad.
(And, no, jacked up is not a cuss word.)
So, that's why I don't have a plan.
And, no, I'm not planning to fail, either.
I'm just that good at improvising.
And, no, I'm not planning to fail, either.
I'm just that good at improvising.
Someday, when I live all alone with my cats...
I might have a plan.
But I doubt it.
Because, that's just how I roll.
Love it! I do have a planner, but it's crossed out rewritten in so much I think only I can decipher what it says- its more of a record of what's already happened than of what I have planned, because like you said my plans just get jacked up :). I just pray that God will make a way for everything that needs to be done each day will get done and that he will supply the strength, means and knowledge I need to get it done.
ReplyDeleteBefore my husband leaves for work, we go over the plan for the day. And each and every day I have to talk to him at least three times with each new revision. It's pointless planning, really. With most things, I'm flying with you. It's a much more exciting way to live, isn't it?
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